Lin Feng was invited into a slightly different infinite space. "People in the quest world actually know my identity?" In the Dungeon world, he traded for the Hand of Devil using his name wi...
"Mandatory mission activated."
"Currently, there are 12 participants in the task."
"Filtering mission worlds..."
"Filtering complete!"
"Mission initiated!"
In a flash, the four found themselves on a misty, rain-swept riverbank.
West Lake?
Si Zang immediately recognized the scene before him and moved his hands to change their clothes to match those of the passersby behind them.
A small boat sailed by in the distance, with a scholar in gray standing at the bow. He held an umbrella and carried a bamboo basket on his back, gazing into the distance with a light in his eyes, radiating a certain warmth.
"Could it be the White Snake?"
A possibility simultaneously arose in the minds of the four of them.
Just then, lines of text appeared amidst the misty rain, confirming their conjecture.
Location: West Lake
"Task 1: Survive for 20 days and obtain at least 1000 Nightmare Points before the mission ends."
"Mission Two: Slay the monsters (0/5)."
"Mission Three: Protect Xu Xian."
"Mission 4: Eliminate hostile participants (0/5)."
"Task 5: Stop the flood from reaching Jinshan Temple."
"Quest completion reward: 4000 Nightmare Points"
"Mission begins!"
As the words spread out, the moist air immediately entered their mouths and noses. With shouts coming from West Lake, the surrounding environment seemed to be lit up, entering their hearts.
"Pastries, fresh pastries..."
"Would you gentlemen like to have a taste?"
The peddler carrying the load walked past them, glancing somewhat fearfully at Lin Feng and the others' obviously expensive clothes, before noticing Si Zang's Taoist robe.
"Hmm~" Si Zang smiled, tossed out a piece of silver, picked it up, and popped it into his mouth: "Wow, this tastes good, and it's still warm!"
"Hehe, I just made these this morning. My home is over there." The vendor put down his carrying pole and presented a row of pastries to the group.
"Okay, how much are these two boxes in total? I'll take them both."
Si Zang reached out and grabbed a few pastries, stuffing them directly into the hands of the other three.
"Huh?" The vendor was taken aback for a moment, then answered somewhat flusteredly, "Five taels of silver in total."
Without hesitation, Si Zang reached into his sleeve and shoved the load into the other person's hand: "Here, put the load down and you can go."
"yes..."
The vendor gasped, stammering as he accepted the silver from Si Zang: "Master, would you like me to help you deliver your things...?"
"No need, no need, Tang Hong, you carry it." Si Zang turned around, grabbed Tang Hong who had already eaten half of the pastry, and pulled him to the side of the carrying pole.
Tang Hong looked annoyed, but he couldn't spit out the pastries he had already eaten, and he couldn't use his spatial artifacts directly, so he had no choice but to pick up the carrying pole.
The vendor shrank back, avoiding Tang Hong's gaze, and wisely retreated to a distance.
"Wow, this is quite a skill! So many kinds." Si Zang took out other pastries from under the box and glanced at the direction the vendor had just pointed out. "Who would have thought that such an ordinary family could make such good things?"
Lin Feng leaned closer, reached out and picked up one that smelled of dates, took a bite, and said, "Nothing that's really good to eat is so fancy."
"Hehe." Si Zang chuckled, looked around, reached out and grabbed the load from Tang Hong's hand, and before anyone could see, he put it into his spatial ring.
"Let's go, let's go find Xu Xian first."
"Judging from the mission, he and Lady White Snake are married now, right?"
As he spoke, Si Zang grabbed a passerby and handed him some pastries: "Hey buddy, how do I get to Bao'an Hall?"
"Ah? Go straight from Baoan Hall, go through that alley, and turn left along the main road, and you'll find it."
Thanks.
"You're welcome." The passerby bowed and turned to continue on his way.
"Since Bao'an Hall is already established, perhaps Lady White Snake is already pregnant." After saying this, Lin Feng and the others followed Si Zang, passing through alleys and arriving in Hangzhou city.
The streets of the city were bustling with people, as if it were market day, with all sorts of vendors carrying wooden baskets and hawking their goods.
"Whatever, there are 12 people this time, in three teams. I hope no one will side with Fahai?" Si Zang looked around, dodging two children who were running around haphazardly, patted his fingers which were covered in pastries, and came closer.
Lin Feng didn't answer, but stepped aside and asked instead, "Can your Great Hole Seal be used in this world?"
Upon hearing this, Tang Hong immediately turned to look at Si Zang. With such a powerful backer, things couldn't be too easy!
“It’s possible, but I don’t know if the immortals and gods of this world will really get involved in this Buddhist game?” Si Zang said in a low voice. “If things really get out of hand, they certainly won’t sit idly by, but how they will act is another story.”
"And another thing, and this is important, is that Lady White Snake's child is the reincarnation of the God of Literature. This is clearly something that the higher-ups couldn't stand, so they sent people to protect Lady White Snake and her family."
"Look at this, isn't this method brilliant? It saved Xu Xian's family and made Fahai back down, saving him from having a verbal battle with those bald monks."
Lin Feng nodded: "Our mission is to protect Xu Xian and stop the flood from reaching Jinshan Temple, but if things get out of hand, even the gods and Buddhas might not be so kind to us."
"Demon Star, whatever, just take it easy," Si Zang remarked.
Tang Hong raised an eyebrow: "What about the other participants..."
Lin Feng made a simple guess: "There must be a team with Fahai, and the remaining team is likely to be monsters."
"Hey? Wait a minute, could there be a Sun Wukong in this world?" Si Zang grabbed Lin Feng's shoulder and said with a smile, "Other gods and Buddhas can't be relied on, but Sun Wukong can definitely be relied on."
"Even if you do, what do you have to offer to get him to help?" Lin Feng rolled his eyes. "He might just knock us out with a single blow."
“That’s true, that’s true~” Sizang withdrew his hand.
Just then, they saw the sign in the distance, the flag of Baoan Hall fluttering in the wind, turning right towards them.
"arrive."
Lin Feng gave a reminder, and the four of them immediately made their way through the crowd and approached.
There were only three people in the shop: Xu Xian, who was prescribing medicine, and two men who were dispensing medicine. However, an uninvited guest was standing outside the shop.
Fahai in a cassock!
In that instant, Fahai looked over, his calm gaze meeting Lin Feng and the others, and a very obvious hostility was revealed in his eyes.
"magic!"
"ghost!"
As the atmosphere abruptly shifted, an equally unusual aura emanated from the other side of the street. A group of all-female participants, dressed in clothing completely out of place in this world, appeared on the other side of the street.
"Oh?" Si Zang's lips curled up, and his eyes immediately lit up.
But the brilliance didn't last long. A sword beam, carrying killing intent, swept across the street and pierced towards Si Zang's eyes.
In the nick of time, Tang Hong stepped forward and crushed the sword's edge.
The woman who unleashed the sword's edge sneered, her eyes blazing with murderous intent, drawing in a dark cloud high in the sky: "Nine Heavens Mystic Lightning, transform into divine thunder, majestic heavenly might, draw it in with the sword!"
Boom!
A clap of thunder sounded, and everyone in Hangzhou looked up at the terrifying bolt of lightning swirling within the dark clouds.
Fahai raised his head, and the shock flashing in his eyes made him look at the woman behind him. This level of Daoist magic was not something that ordinary cultivators could use casually.
Upon closer inspection, the person who made the move was dressed in a magnificent robe, clearly not an ordinary cultivator. Coupled with the pure magical power that flashed through the other party's hand, he immediately thought of several well-known sects.
The Shangqing lineage?